Because she was looking so exquisitely pretty in a travelling gown and cloak owned by Mattie with a very chic little bonnet trimmed with flowers, he could sympathise with Waldo.
There was no doubt that the young man was looking miserable and, although his father said that he had work for him to do on the Ranch, he insisted that he should accompany them to Denver.
“I can’t see any point in your going there just for one night,” Mrs. Altman said sharply.
“Aw, don’t fuss, Ma,” Waldo answered. “ I’ll be all right.”
Mrs. Altman pressed her lips together as if afraid that she might say too much and she would be sorry for it.
Lord Harleston thought it was not only that she was upset at Waldo’s feelings for Nelda but that any mother would worry about her son travelling into possible danger.
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